everybody to the limit
cutty straight, coffee black, and cringe but don't chase.
"She looked at me as if she were going to say I love you, and asked 'Is that a threat?'"
Jay-Z, Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin, Cass McCombs, Dismemberment Plan, Dirty Projectors, Wilco, Why?, Bowerbirds, Field Music, Spoon
Secretary.
Mehhhh at television.
let's talk.
"I'm Push the bully, and what I hate are new kids and sissies, dumb kids and smart, rich kids, poor kids, kids who wear glasses, talk funny, show off, patrol boys and wise guys and kids who pass pencils and water the plants--and cripples, ESPECIALLY cripples. I love nobody loved.
One time I was pushing this red-haired kid (I'm a pusher, no hitter, no belter; an aggressor of marginal violence, I hate REAL force) and his mother stuck her head out the window and shouted something I've never forgotten. 'PUSH,' she yelled. 'YOU, PUSH. You pick on him because you wish you had his red hair!' It's true; I DID wish I had his red hair. I wish I were tall, or fat, or thin. I wish I had different eyes, different hands, a mother in the supermarket. I wish I were a man, a small boy, a girl in the choir. I'm a coveter, a Boston Blackie of the heart, casing the world. Endlessly I covet and case."